An Allergy

Chu Ningyi's gaze sank as he stared at the steering wheel in his hands. He felt strangely annoyed when Shui Anluo mentioned Mo Lusu.

"I'll send someone to manage it," Chu Ningyi said gloomily.

"No need, I can do it myself tomorrow. Besides, Senior Brother will help me out." Shui Anluo did not want to bother him with such trivial matters as he was now busy with Soaring Distance Technologies.

After Shui Anluo spoke, the vicious currents around Chu Ningyi thickened.

'Besides, Senior Brother will help me out!'

When Chu Ningyi heard this, he interpreted it to mean that Shui Anluo has nothing to worry about if her Senior Brother was around.

However, when it comes to him, would she ever take the initiative to ask him for anything?

"Shui Anluo, you need to understand that you're a woman with a child. Don't go looking for other men all the time," Chu Ningyi said in a cold voice.